“T’ree vair’ good dogs,” François told Perrault.

Lastly, with much difficulty in narrowing down my choices for a spa treatment, I decided on a two-hour Vair Story about love called Amaur.

The next day, waiting for me at the Vair Spa was a woman in bare feet, with a flowy dress and long brown hair, who led me on a tour of the dark, cavernous hallways of this magical den.

But he wanted to learn how candy was made, so he apprenticed under Howard Vair, owner of Vair-E-Best, a candy factory in Highland Park.

Folklorists have argued for decades over whether Cinderella’s pantoufles de verre might have come about as a mishearing, on Charles Perrault’s part, of pantoufles de vair.